6/22/2026, 2:48 PM
Thread is for those of Tukshaat
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She who knows no bounds, but is confined to her own limits
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Hazr was only about a month old now, barely, and she was struggling to do what most would be excelling at right now. Her tiny legs couldn't hold her weight, and every gust of wind knocked her over like she was a frail leaf on a breaking twig. Yanking her tiny paws from under her own body, leaving her struggling to get the confidence to get back up.
Today, was no different, she had been trying to stand, using the closest wolf or rock to help herself up, but the sand did make it kinda hard to do, leaving her sliding and plopping down on her stomach. Barely, she managed after a large amount of struggle, to get up, little paws trembling as sand settled over them, her puppy blue eyes squinting against the sun, looking around at the shapes around her, nostrils flaring as she sniffed for the smell of Hati or Benji.
A little whine left the runt, her eyes flitting around unsure of the world, unsure why it felt, wrong to be in this place but it also felt like home, not that she truly knew what it meant..
She was alive, that was all that mattered.